[... or so she says. Robin has a feeling she hands out her praise but expects to get it back tenfold, somewhere down the line. whether immediately or with time. it's true that since being summoned to Chaldea, he's been praised here and there. it's been for being cunning or doing his job well, for his skill with guerrilla warfare. she sure as hell didn't appreciate his tricks before now. didn't she hate them?
Robin doesn't hate much. knighthood is one but that's partly because of the old Master he had. things that make him feel smothered and controlled, mainly. he'll have to add another to the list. Nero hugging -- no, Nero kissing Merlin's cheeks. he doesn't move an inch as he watches this go down. it's like he's watching from another person's body. this one isn't his own anymore.
is this what it feels like to be a Berserker?
Nero's voice sounds far away. he can only just parse what she or Merlin says in their conversation. it's his name that shakes him and how Merlin looks--
is the wizard looking at his dick?! he comes to, out of a murderous stupor, angry and embarrassed instead. he'd rather jump out a 30 story window than follow him inside. Nero's already going, though. god damn it, Nero. Robin considers just waiting outside, let Nero handle it. Merlin putting an arm around Nero's shoulder changes his mind. the door shuts behind him.
and Robin stands there, arms folded. ears still flat, tail flicking and twitching in irritation. Nero bouncing around to every flower and smelling them doesn't do much to calm him, either. she's a kid, seriously. of course, she's immediately drawn to the white roses.
if she were to take the color that bursts across Robin's cheeks from Merlin's suggestion, she could easily paint them red.]
Hah?! Y-you--!
[he's gone.
handing over a bra to Nero, now. yeah, that's definitely a bra. it's taken from the table, not a second after Nero's set it down. waved a bit in Merlin's face as the wizard continues to smile pleasantly.]
Oi. Enough of all this. [Robin stop waving Nero's bra around. he shoves it down into his shirt. a good place for it. look, he's not thinking straight.] I don't know what the hell you're up to, but I want no part of it. Just tell me whether or not you can get rid of this, okay?
[Merlin cups his chin in thought. partly to hide his grin as Robin's face continues to burn. "I might be able to do something. I'll need some time and certain materials to prepare, though."
... what is this? some jrpg quest? his life is running errands for huge pains in the asses. that's his life.]
gasp how dare you
Robin doesn't hate much. knighthood is one but that's partly because of the old Master he had. things that make him feel smothered and controlled, mainly. he'll have to add another to the list. Nero hugging -- no, Nero kissing Merlin's cheeks. he doesn't move an inch as he watches this go down. it's like he's watching from another person's body. this one isn't his own anymore.
is this what it feels like to be a Berserker?
Nero's voice sounds far away. he can only just parse what she or Merlin says in their conversation. it's his name that shakes him and how Merlin looks--
is the wizard looking at his dick?! he comes to, out of a murderous stupor, angry and embarrassed instead. he'd rather jump out a 30 story window than follow him inside. Nero's already going, though. god damn it, Nero. Robin considers just waiting outside, let Nero handle it. Merlin putting an arm around Nero's shoulder changes his mind. the door shuts behind him.
and Robin stands there, arms folded. ears still flat, tail flicking and twitching in irritation. Nero bouncing around to every flower and smelling them doesn't do much to calm him, either. she's a kid, seriously. of course, she's immediately drawn to the white roses.
if she were to take the color that bursts across Robin's cheeks from Merlin's suggestion, she could easily paint them red.]
Hah?! Y-you--!
[he's gone.
handing over a bra to Nero, now. yeah, that's definitely a bra. it's taken from the table, not a second after Nero's set it down. waved a bit in Merlin's face as the wizard continues to smile pleasantly.]
Oi. Enough of all this. [Robin stop waving Nero's bra around. he shoves it down into his shirt. a good place for it. look, he's not thinking straight.] I don't know what the hell you're up to, but I want no part of it. Just tell me whether or not you can get rid of this, okay?
[Merlin cups his chin in thought. partly to hide his grin as Robin's face continues to burn. "I might be able to do something. I'll need some time and certain materials to prepare, though."
... what is this? some jrpg quest? his life is running errands for huge pains in the asses. that's his life.]
What kind of materials?